Saturday, August 8, 2015

Full Circle Release Day

Author Bios:

Peri
Elizabeth Scott lives in Manitoba, Canada. She and her husband have a wonderful
son, and a houseful of animals. She closed her part time private practice as a
social worker and child play therapist to spend more time with her husband. Peri
has written for years, mostly short stories and poetry, and reads everything
she can lay her hands on. She more recently turned to penning contemporary
romance, although has published dark erotica under another pen name.

Jennifer
Simpkins has always been an avid reader, but it wasn't until she
became a stay-at-home mom did she start to read romance. Her passion of reading
romance turned into another passion she had as a child—writing. One late night
of writing about sexy heroes and strong-willed heroines turned into two nights,
until seven months later she had written her first novel.

She lives in a small, North Carolina town with
her supportive husband (whose dream is to be on the cover of one of her books),
a beautiful daughter, and two dogs who can’t seem to get along. If she's not
writing you can find her reading, hanging out with her family, or cheering on
the New York Yankees.

Heath abandoned Ellie Scott thirteen years ago, disgusted
and betrayed. He’s now reluctantly back for his father’s—count ’em—fourth
wedding because he promised his little sister. Mia wants him to make up with
their dad—and she’s never stopped talking about Ellie.

Ellie never got over Heath Granger. She had no idea why he
left, only that it cut to the bone. She’s doing the flowers for his father’s
wedding so they are bound to meet.

Thrown together again, Ellie learns why Heath abandoned her.
Like father, like son, except she quite likes Mr. Granger. Heath, not so much,
considering how quick he was to believe a lie—and think the worst of her.

Faced with the truth, Heath is ashamed of his actions. He
can walk away again, or man up and make amends. But will Ellie forgive and
forget? Will they come full circle?

Ellie
buried her head in her hands and silently screamed, frustrated by the situation
Mia had put her in. When she looked back up she saw him. His dark hair was a tad too long for convention, but it suited
him. For half a second she let herself imagine what it would feel like to run
her fingers through the thick mane. The simple touch used to bring her so much
pleasure, but then that thought forced her to remember their last time together
and that was enough to bring her back to present time. She couldn’t ignore his
same strong, handsome features. Heath gave off an air of command even at this
distance, and he wasn’t soft at all from his desk job. So probably not staid
either. Of course, he looked more mature, but still like Heath.

A
white buttoned up shirt tucked into a pair of dark slacks was anchored with a
thin belt. The first two buttons on his shirt were left unattended to, giving
him a more casual, cool look. His slick, black dress shoes were the only part
of his attire that stood out to her though. And if Heath being beyond sexy
wasn’t enough to knock her off balance, him not being alone was. As she had
somehow already suspected, a blonde bombshell in a sleek, blue dress hung on
Heath’s side, as if claiming him and warding off all other women. High heels
showcased her long, tan legs. Ellie became insecure in her simple, flowered
sundress paired with white sandals. If this was what he was into… No, Ellie, don’t you dare do that to
yourself.

Mia
saw them about the same time. Leaping to her feet, she about tumbled over her
chair, trying to reach Heath. In that moment, seeing how happy her friend was,
Ellie figured all the discomfort that was bound to happen tonight would be
worth it.

Mia
pulled her brother into a tight hug. “Heath, you’re here!”

A
smile spread across his perfectly shaped lips as he took his sister into his
arms. He looked genuinely happy. “It’s good to see you, little sis.”

“Yeah,
Mia’s full of surprises. It seems she didn’t tell anyone I was coming tonight,”
she said, looking in Heath’s general direction.

Mr.
Roy left his children’s side, and Ellie stood, accepting his bear hug. “It’s
good to see you, Ellie.”

“You
too, Mr. Roy.”

The
only other person left to greet—well, two people—was Heath and his date.

Heath
was first to break the awkward silence. Extending a hand, he leaned into her.
At that very moment she made the mistake of inhaling, taking in his fresh
smelling cologne. “Ellie.” His voice came out low. And that did funny things to
her stomach. The flip flops only got worse as he swept his eyes down her body,
from her face to her painted toes and back up to her flaming red cheeks. Damn
him.

“Hi”
she said, clearing her throat, clearly not as unfazed by their meeting as he
appeared.

His
stare set her body on fire. He made no attempt to move and she became aware
she’d failed to shake his hand. She’d taken it into hers, and lord help her. His
hand was rough and strong, making her want to shiver. She also couldn’t ignore
his eyes as they bore into her, dangerously dark, sending a jolt of excitement
to her core. This couldn’t be happening. After all these years, he still had
the same effect on her. And then it seemed the connection broke his calm and
collected exterior because he didn’t let go immediately. Instead, he raised one
beautifully arched eyebrow at her.

His
touch, his smell sent her back to a time when things were just as complicated.
Except then she welcomed the complication he brought into her life. His lips,
warm and moving over hers. His tongue swirling with hers, sending little jolts
of electricity to her sex. His body rubbing against her. The feel of his—

“Heath,
darling, who is this?” Blondie was now back on his side, running her manicured
fingers up and down his forearm.

A
cold dose of reality put out the fire that had sparked between her thighs. It
was going to be a really long night.

Heath
cleared his throat and collected himself. She wondered if he’d allowed himself
to go back to that place too. “This is Mia’s best friend, Ellie Scott. Ellie,
this is Melissa Adams.”

Voice
just above a whisper—audible to only Heath and Ellie—Melissa said, “I’m Heath’s
lover.”

Ellie
stared back in horror. Was she supposed to have a response to that? No wonder
they’d never worked out, if this was the type of woman he’d been waiting for.